Fate! There is no fate. Between the thought and the success God is the only agent. Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

Philosophers have done wisely when they have told us to cultivate our reason rather than our feelings, for reason reconciles us to the daily things of existence; our feelings teach us to yearn after the far, the difficult, the unseen.

Writers are the main landmarks of the past.

Fate laughs at probabilities.

When you borrow on your character, it is your character that you leave in pawn.

Bu is a word that cools many a warm impulse, stifles many a kindly thought, puts a dead stop to many a brotherly deed. No one would ever love his neighbor as himself if he listened to all the Buts that could be said.

The Italians have voices like peacocks - German gives me a cold in the head - and Russian is nothing but sneezing